Chapter 294 – Stealing Sylvian

Pulling out his pockets, the bartender couldn’t hide his greedy eyes, and Bishman and Gethurs were in his basement bar.

“Geturus-nim, may I introduce you to a new guest?”

“I’m a bit busy right now.”

“It is said that he is a man of considerable wealth.”

“Ttsk! Why is someone like that looking for me?”

A tavern attendant approached Geturus, who was an elf, a race of beauty, and was overweight.

Gethurs had been mingling with women in a bar since broad daylight, and there was one more elf.

Bishman got drunk on the alcohol and drugs that Geturus had told him about and was coming to the bar every day.

“They say they want an elf.”

“If you want a race like me, you must be hungry for women.”

“I heard that.”

Getturus pushed the woman away from her body and sat down on her couch, pulling out a cigar.

Ge Turth had heard that the one seeking him wanted an elf and was a man of wealth, but he was reluctant.

“Who did you hear about?”

“I heard from Badenter.”

“Then the story is different… Did you come to me right away?”

Gethurs, who was reacting in a flirtatious manner, reacted sensitively to the word bartender.

The bartender, whose eyes glistened greedily at the gold coins Winter gave him, was the owner of an underground bar.

The bartender owned the bar and distributed alcohol, aphrodisiacs, and women while secretly managing the bar.

“Yes, I heard the story and came right away.”

“Okay. Stay out and come back when I call.”

“All right.”

When Gethurs let go of his staff, the woman who had been pushed out of her arms came into his arms and caressed Gettures’ chest.

“Are you worried about something?”

“Whoa… If he said that he had a lot of money, then it was really quite a lot…”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s complicated, so don’t ask and suck your cock.”

Geturus picked up the woman’s head sweeping her chest and pressed it down. The woman frowned at her savage touch, but she couldn’t resist.

‘That guy is useless than I thought…’

Gethurs, who forced fellatio, glanced at Vishuman surrounded by four women.

Bishman, who was brought in to steal Sylvian, was not as helpful as expected, and Geturus was short on money.

‘Is it a business that makes sense if I get a Sylvian for one elf?’

Geruts’s money was running out as he gave Bishuman the finest alcohol, drugs, and women.

It was the money he had earned using the spirits, but Gerrus’ spirit power had decreased and the places he was looking for were decreasing.

‘Tsk! Sylvian has been looking for money from somewhere…’

Sylvian secured the gold coins with Winter’s help, but Geturus’ plan failed.

“Hey, stop washing and call the staff outside.”

“Aww!! Yes…! I’ll call you…! Ahh!!”

Geturus stopped the fellatio by pulling the back of the woman’s hair, and the woman let out a scream of pain.

Geturus stretched out his hand that held his hair forcefully to the side and the woman rolled on the floor.

However, there was no voice in her room that worried about the woman. This was a place where you couldn’t go against the planting of Geturus.

“Aren’t you leaving?”

“I’m leaving…!!”

The woman who had been rolling on her floor limped out and her staff came into the room in her place.

“Where does the woman go and only you come in?”

“The bartender says you need medical attention.”

“What? Are you out now?”

“You are standing with the man I spoke of.”

Winter did not wait patiently for Geturus and came to the room with Badenter.

Gettures was intrigued by Winter, who moved the bartender effortlessly, lifted the glass, and set it down forcefully.

– Boom!!!

“Geturus… Why but…?”

“We have guests, so stop and get dressed.”

Bishman and the women who were biting and sucking in the room stopped their actions in amazement. Gethurs threw the robe at Bishman and put it on himself.

“Then I’ll tell you to come in.”

“Isn’t the bartender coming in too?”

“Yes, only he will come in.”

The staff went out after Gethurs and Bishman got dressed, and Winter, wearing a robe, entered the room.

The men who wanted to have Geturus, Winter, and Sylvian met for the first time and a conversation began.

“Looking at the story outside, do you think you need money?”

“Isn’t it half-talking at first meeting?”

“If you feel bad, talk to me too.”

Gethurs, a plump man, had a greasy voice and was difficult to hear.

“Haa…! Didn’t you say you needed a woman?”

“Not a woman, but a female elf.”

“Yes, you’re an elf, and I’m money, isn’t that all?”

Geturus admitted he needed the money, and he made no secret of his willingness to provide the elf.

Geturus was an elf who calculated faster than he thought, and he distinguished between what was good for him and what was not.

After completing the calculation, Geturus did not engage in a meaningless battle of nerves and threw an interesting comment.

“Which elf do you want?”

“Are you going to get right to the point?”

“It’s better to get money quickly and a lot.”

“If you want to get a lot of money quickly, you have to be good.”

Even if he was sarcastic, Geturus didn’t get involved, and he was calm. He picked out what he had to say and did it.

“Shouldn’t I be nice to you if you tell me quickly?”

Gethurus concentrated on figuring out which elf I wanted, and I pointed at Vishuman.

“He has a wife.”

“What…?”

Geturus’ brow twitched, and I took off my robe and looked at Vishuman.

“Um… Unless you’re an elf… Can you tell I’m married…?

However, Vishuman, who was drunk with drugs and alcohol, did not recognize my face and was fiddling with the woman sitting next to him.

Losing her goal, Vishuman fell as she fell, and she descended to an impossible position as Sylvian’s husband.

“Looks like you took some pretty strong medicine?”

“Continue with what you said.”

“If you have a wife, you’re married, right?”

“Don’t turn around and talk to the elf you want…”

Geturus, who had been choosing only the words that needed to be calm, lost his composure and his voice was shaking.

Geturus thought about how I knew Sylvian and why I wanted Sylvian.

I didn’t reveal that I wanted a Sylvian, but instead, I was referring to an elf who looked exactly like Sylvian.

“Isilla, Sylvian looks pretty, but I don’t like married women very much.”

“How do you know Sylvian…?”

“How did you know Sylvian?”

“Since I grew up in the same town as Sylvian…”

“I only found out about that town. Unlike you, I tried.”

The fact that Getrus was born in the same village as Sylvian and grew up together was purely thanks to his parents meeting well.

On the contrary, finding Sylvian and winning Sylvian’s heart wasn’t luck, it was hard work.

“Rather than that, you know Isilly, right?”

“I know…”

“That’s it. Were you looking at Isilla too?”

“No, I… No, Icilla doesn’t want to.”

“What are you hiding?”

Getting caught up in the flow, he hesitated while trying to say Sylvian, and I didn’t miss the moment.

Now that he has declared that he wants Aishila, he must be seen as a man who has no interest whatsoever to Sylvian.

It was to lower Geturus’ vigilance and increase his reliability to find out about Geturus’ plan.

“I don’t like married women.”

“… I have a question.”

Even if he didn’t show interest in Sylvian, Getturus didn’t lower his vigilance.

“Why did you come to see me?

“Your reasoning is sharp.”

“If you have another ulterior motive, let’s stop talking here.”

Gerurus was quick-witted and had a keen sense of humor that didn’t go well with his fat body.

“I said I hate married women, but I don’t.”

“You also…”

“Oh, I’m greedy for an elf named Sylvian.”

“Will you stop and leave?”

With a quick glance and a keen sense of touch, I revealed that I wanted Sylvian, and Geturus suppressed his emotions and pointed to the door.

“Do you listen to the story to the end and act again?”

“Turn it off!!”

He didn’t like Ge Turth’s attitude of continuing to be in his position even when he suppressed his emotions.

In order to establish a relationship with Gap, he strangled Geturus with magical power, and his flat face turned black.

“Huh! Heh! Heh!”

When the eyes turned white on his face, he let go of his magic and Gets Turth took a deep breath.

“I’m here to help you.”

If you want to kill Geturus, he can still kill you, but you didn’t.

“Listen to the end.”

“Heo-euk!! That’s right…! Heo-euk…!!”

It was up to Sylvian to deal with Geturus, and I was nothing more than to make the process easier.

Helping Sylvian get revenge on Geturus, and in the process, Bishman and Sylvian become completely different.

It was a situation I wanted, and I decided that it was absolutely necessary to have Sylvian.

“Even if you want Sylvian, Isilla comes first.”

“Then…”

“But would a mother and daughter come to a man?”

“…”

“You can take one person and do it together later.”

I had to have a trashy mindset to fool trashy Geturus, and in fact, trash was right.

“Didn’t you make him that way because you wanted to have Sylvian?”

“How could that be…”

“Even if you have a lot of questions, it’s a problem. Just decide whether to do it or not.”

Pushed aside by wealth and force, Turus had no other choice but to nod his head.

After destroying Bishman, Gerrus, who was standing in the position of A, became E, and I settled down in the room.

“Tell me about your plans.”

“From the name…”

“Winter Demicher.”

“Winter Demicher… Demicher…?”

I did not hide my identity, and the Grand Duchess of Demicher had a reputation throughout the continent of Arkansas.

Upon checking the pattern of the Grand Duchess, Geturus’ face turned gray, and he remembered the rudeness he had committed.

“Tell me about your plans, since I won’t ask the wrong people for their crimes.”

“Thank you…!!”

Geturus has been tainted by human cities and tainted by human culture. He forgot that he was an elf and even used honorifics in addition to his apology.

Geturus, in his polite manner, laid out his plan to win Sylvian in detail, and his was quite plausible.

“Is this possible with money?”

“Yes..! I can’t do it because I don’t have enough money..!”

I looked around at the expensive booze on the table and watched Vishuman fiddling with women on the couch.

“It’s strange to have money left while playing like this.”

“Sorry…! I didn’t know that Vishuman wouldn’t be helpful!”

“Why are you apologizing to me? I spent your money.”

When Geturus learned Demicher’s identity, he crawled on the floor and went down to the position of bottle and justice instead of Eul.

“I’ll give you money. And drink because I’m buying today.”

“Yes…?!”

He offered Gettures a glass, promising financial support and agreeing to pay for his drink as well.

I was thinking of finding a weakness in the drunk Geturus and telling it to Sylvian, but life didn’t go as expected.

– You can’t go in…!!

“It’s noisy outside.”

“I… Go out… I’ll check… And come back…!”

At the time when Geturus and Bishman were so drunk that they couldn’t even find a woman, the bar became noisy.

“No, just wake up.”

“Yes… I will guide you…!”

Before the tavern went wild, he found out how Geturus made his money and where he had hidden Sylvian’s money.

Since he had figured out everything from the first day, he was about to leave the room when an elf opened the door and came in.

“Bishman, did you forget that you said you would divorce Geturus today?”

Illina’s education was canceled and Sylvian, who had returned to the village, invaded the stronghold of Geturus.